In the middle of the night, Zuo Li suddenly woke up and sat up from the bed.
Gu Feichen was not there.
After Zuo Li mentioned Aunt Lin's suspicion, he left.
Obviously, he was looking for evidence that Aunt Lin killed Lin Shu.
Death is an established fact that cannot be changed.
This is correct.
But the key is... Lin Shu falls down every time!
Even without sesame oil, you will still fall!
Apart from the floor where the sesame oil has been sprinkled, there is also a problem...shoes!
There is something wrong with the shoes!
Zuo Li stood up, put on his clothes and left the room.
She knocked on Gu Suiyang's door.
"Who is it? You're disturbing me in the middle of the night! Huh? Stepmom, what are you doing? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Gu Suiyang made no secret of his double standards. After seeing that it was Zuo Li knocking on the door, he got up without any energy and even worried about Zuo Li's health.
Zuo Li didn't have time to be moved and said seriously: "Go and tell Mr. Gu that there is something wrong with the shoes Lin Shu wore this morning!"
"Ah? Okay!" Although Gu Suiyang didn't understand the key, he still took his coat from the bed and went out. At the same time, he reminded Zuo Li,
"Little stepmother, please go back to your room first to avoid catching a cold."
Zuo Li looked at his back and sighed.
She thought that the shoes had probably been disposed of.
However, if it was really dealt with, she could go find out who took the shoes.
Also, who brought these shoes?
If you follow the clues, you might be able to find out the person behind the scenes.
Just as Zuo Li was about to go back to his room, he heard a creak and the door to Gu Jixing's room was opened.
The young man was wearing a nightgown and leaning at the door to look at her.
Zuo Li smiled awkwardly at him: "Sorry, did I wake you up?"
Gu Jixing shook his head: "I didn't sleep."
Not sleeping yet?
It's already two or three o'clock in the night.
Gu Jixing walked out and pointed to the living room: "Let's talk?"
Zuo Li thought about it and didn't refuse.
It's true that she hasn't spoken to Gu Jixing alone for a while.
Gu Jixing prepared a cup of hot milk for each of them and sat on the sofa facing each other.
Zuo Li looked at his second son in front of him.
He still has the handsome, elegant face, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, making him look even more elegant.
But Zuo Li remembered that Gu Beibei said that the glasses her second brother wore recently did not have prescription.
Those slender porcelain white hands were playing with the cup at this time. The fine crystal glass was made less precious by his hands.
He had probably washed his hair before going to bed and did not comb it with a comb, so his dried hair was not as regular as usual, but rather a bit unruly, with one or two strands hanging down and falling on his glasses instead, obscuring his eyes.
"Aunt Zuo, do you think you are suitable for this family?"
Gu Jixing was the first to speak, and as soon as he opened his mouth, his soul was tortured.
Zuo Li: "Why do you ask?"
"You see, this Gu Mansion is glamorous but also hidden in danger. Do you think the third aunt died in an accident?
In fact, it is not particularly important whether she died in an accident. What is important is that few people think so."
Zuo Li pursed her lips, thinking that Mr. Gu had asked people to investigate this matter.
The reason why people were asked to investigate was that Mr. Gu himself felt that this should not be an accident.
Why is this happening?
Because everyone knows that the people who live in Gu Mansion are not simple people.
"Why did dad interrupt grandpa that day? I think one of the reasons is that he didn't want you, Aunt Zuo, to attract attention and fall into the center of the storm."
Gu Jixing told his guess, no, he should say what he thought was the truth.
Zuo Li has naturally thought about this.
But before, before Lin Shu's incident happened, she actually didn't feel deeply about it.
By now, she has come into contact with most of the Gu family.
These people probably don't have much favorable impressions of her in their hearts.
But no matter what he thinks in his heart, on the surface it won't actually put too much pressure on Zuo Li.
She thought that as long as she maintained a close relationship with them, it would be fine.
I never thought it would kill someone.
"Dad's identity means that people related to him are destined to be the center of the storm in the Gu family.
Grandpa's preference is so clear because he knows that Dad can bear the weight of this preference."
Gu Jixing took a sip of milk, and there was a circle of white milk liquid above his lips, which made him look much softer under the light of the living room.
It's just that the eyes behind the lenses are indescribably sharp.
The teenage boy, at this moment, showed a maturity that was inconsistent with his age.
Every word he said was traceable and thought-provoking.
"Even us four brothers and sisters have gone through a series of struggles to grow up.
But Aunt Zuo, you are not. You are weak, kind, and have never experienced any darkness. You will even cry and faint because of someone you have only known for a few days.
You seem out of place in this family. In fact, your presence makes many people feel inferior."
Gu Jixing smiled, but the smile was self-deprecating: "Flowers that bloom in the mud are only worthy of rotting in the mud. And Aunt Zuo, you don't belong in the mud."
Zuo Li felt very sad.
It wasn't because Gu Jixing asked her to leave the Gu family and Gu Feichen again.
It's Gu Jixing's words.
These words were said calmly and even with a smile, but Zuo Li felt the exhaustion in his heart.
After Gu Jixing said so much, Zuo Li finally spoke: "Maybe I'm not as weak as you think."
Now that she has a golden finger, she is gradually becoming more defensive about life.
"I'm not as innocent as you think."
From the beginning, she suspected that Lin Shu's death was not an accident.
"I'm not that kind either."
At least after she found out that Aunt Lin did what she did, she didn't think about her reasons.
There is only one thought in his mind, the murderer must pay the penalty.
"It's not that I don't understand what the Gu family represents."
To make matters worse, in this modern era of information explosion, she has watched countless movies, TV series and novels about palace and house fights.
"I also love you more than you think."
She loves Gu Feichen.
I also love these villains.
Duan Jianian also likes to call her mother.
She is even willing to love the word "Gu" who has many secrets and dirty things because of them.
Gu Jixing said nothing.
But after hearing Zuo Li's words, he could only look at her.
At that moment, it was like being cast on a body-holding spell, unable to move my eyes.
"Ji Xing." Zuo Li organized his speech, "You don't have to think of me as a class enemy. I'm here to join this family, not to destroy it, uh..."
Zuo Li felt inexplicably embarrassed when she remembered the origin of this sentence.
But only this sentence can describe her sincerity.
"Really?" Gu Jixing curled his lips stiffly and leaned back on the sofa.
This posture is usually for a relaxed state, but Gu Jixing didn't seem to have such a state of mind at this time.
"If I had met you earlier, Aunt Zuo, maybe I wouldn't have cared about my attitude. But, some things are too late.
In my heart, I only have one mother. But I won't trouble you anymore, Aunt Zuo, but you don't need to worry about me.
We are strangers living under the same roof."
After saying this, Gu Jixing stood up and said: "It's getting late, Aunt Zuo, you should rest early."
He smiled at Zuo Li kindly but distantly.
After letting go of his prejudices, he returned to the gentle boy who made a good impression on people when they first met him.
But this made Zuo Li feel uncomfortable.
Sometimes, being angry with her is a kind of emotional catharsis.
And being able to express true emotions can bring you closer.
Being so gentle and polite can sometimes mean closing your heart.
Zuo Li didn't know for a moment whether the relationship between her and her stepson was good or bad.
She did not feel depressed for too long and went upstairs to sleep.
I thought I wouldn't be able to sleep, but unexpectedly I slept until dawn.
When he got up the next day, Gu Feichen walked into the living room with a chill all over his body.
"Mr. Gu." Zuo Li went over and wanted to hug him, but Gu Feichen avoided him.
His face showed the exhaustion of not sleeping all night, and he was slowly taking off his windbreaker that was wet with morning dew.
"My body feels cold. I'll hug you later."
His tone was gentle, with the calmness unique to a man of his age.
Zuo Li felt a little distressed when she saw his tired look.
She ignored Gu Feichen's thoughtfulness and got into his cold embrace.
"My body is warm, let's warm Mr. Gu's body."
Gu Beibei, who had just finished washing and walked out of the room, happened to hear this and saw this scene.
Gu Beibei:(●—●)
What evil had she really done? She saw this scene so early in the morning.
It seems quite sweet to say that it is bad luck.
Although she was not unlucky, she felt uncomfortable all over.
He simply turned around, re-entered the room, and said by the way: "Call me when you're done eating."
Now she is getting better and better.
I haven’t had the problem of vomiting for a long time, and I know I have to eat it every meal.
For her, eating and drinking are the top priority now.
Although I still don’t eat much now.
Zuo Li heard Gu Beibei's voice and quickly left Gu Feichen's arms.
It was a bit embarrassing to be close to my husband in front of my stepdaughter.
However, Gu Feichen, who hung his windbreaker aside, pulled the person into his arms.
My beloved wife was in my arms, and she probably woke up just because of that. Her face was pink and she actually looked juicy.
A feeling of teasing arose in his heart, and his hand, as cold as ice, touched Zuo Li's face.
Just for a moment.
It was quickly taken away.
But it was still so cold that Zuo Li shivered.
"Why is it so cold?" Zuo Lijiao glanced at Gu Feichen, not minding the coldness of his hands, and held his hands with both hands.
Gu Feichen still wanted to pull out, but Zuo Li stopped him and insisted on keeping him warm.
However, Gu Feichen's hand was really too cold. Zuo Li covered it for a while. Not only did he fail to warm his hand, but his own hand also became cold.
He simply lifted up his sweater and put Gu Feichen's hands on his stomach.
There is also a layer of close-fitting lining inside. Although it is cold, it is not tight.
Gu Feichen just squinted his eyes, watching Zuo Li warm his hands with a faint smile in his eyes.
This scene made him want to draw it.
But no matter how warm it is, there are still some things that need to be said.
"Aunt Lin has admitted everything, including that the shoes were indeed changed by her. Now the police station has taken her away."
Zuo Li's smile faded and she looked at Gu Feichen.